The winter night sky is heavy, like a very thick black cloth, which can be pressed down at any time.

As night fell, the rain fell with the wind, fine and dense, occasionally poured into the carriage, and Wan Chaoyun, who had long been out of temperature in his hand, suddenly hissed cold.

"Girl, wrap yourself in a quilt." Liu Mei said.

Wan Chaoyun let her drape the quilt over herself, wrapping her small body into a ball.

It may have been too cold, and no one spoke, except for the howling of the cold wind, the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of cars rolling over the road.

After showing the identity card of Wuweiju, after entering the city gate, the city was lively, and occasionally the sound of children cheering as they heard the elders tell stories.

After a few more long streets, not far from the prefect's yamen, suddenly, several screams came.

The carriage got closer again, and the voice became clearer, only to hear it coming from the alley: "As long as this son does not die, he will be a good man tomorrow!" ”

Unpleasant male duck voice, Wan Chaoyun and Song Shizhen glanced at each other, the two lifted the curtain of the car to look, and saw a few teenagers doing birds and beasts and running around.

"Stop." Wan Chaoyun Road.

The carriage stopped, Song Shizhen got off first, and then Wan Chaoyun.

It was too cold outside, so Wan Chaoyun rolled up his sleeves and wrapped his cloak more tightly.

Song Shizhen seemed to know the cold, and walked to the entrance of the alley with his sword.

"Why are you again?" Song is a real voice, with surprise and disgust.

Wan Chaoyun cast his gaze over, and saw Yan Hao and his little servant walking slowly against the wall, "Woman, we are really fated, and we met again." ”

His face, which had not healed, was now newly wounded, and his face was as ugly as a ghost in the faint yellow light.

"Why are you beaten every day?" Song is really extremely curious, he is beaten every day, and he goes out every day, what is he trying to do?

Wan Chaoyun felt that she should know something, she walked over quietly, glanced at the face that didn't have a piece of good meat, and gasped, Lord Yan is really ruthless, he is so ruthless to his son, how much was this Yan Hao before?

Yan Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "Small injury, it's okay." ”

"Hey, snob, don't you hurt?" Wan Chaoyun hurt for him.

"It hurts, but this son won't give in! Sooner or later, they will have to be defeated! Let them kneel at my feet and call Daddy! "He's still arrogant.

Wan Chaoyun looked at his invincible eyes speechlessly, and really didn't understand where he got his confidence.

"Young Master Yan, won't you find someone to teach you kung fu?" Wan Chaoyun really couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to show him a clear way.

Yan Hao suddenly withered, like a frost-beaten young leaf, "My family doesn't allow it, all the children of the family can only conduct scientific research." ”

Forehead...... Wan Chaoyun suddenly remembered that Yan Ge Lao and the military attache did not deal with each other, especially General Ma Lao, the two had fought for a lifetime, and they would pinch each other as soon as they met, and they would not stop if they were defeated and injured.

"I'll teach you a few tricks." Song Shizhen said suddenly.

Yan Hao's eyes suddenly popped out, what did he hear? The woman wants to teach him kung fu?

Did he hear him right?

To make sure that his ears were not misheard, he asked worriedly, "Woman, really?" ”

"It's true, tomorrow you come to me, and I'll teach you how to defeat them." Song Shizhen dropped his words, turned around and got into the carriage, looking cold.

Yan Hao, who was hit by a pie from the sky, was suddenly stupid on the spot, happiness came too suddenly, he needed to slow down!

Wan Chaoyun chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly followed the carriage, "It's Sister Zhen, he's a fool, why are you teaching him?" ”

"Although he is a gentleman, he is not bad-hearted." She still remembers the first fight, when he thought he couldn't hide and wanted to take his punches.

Wan Chaoyun pouted, she still remembered Yan Hao calling herself a weak chicken!

"Then I'll learn too." She has to help the fourth brother take care of her daughter-in-law!

Song is really teased and jokingly said, "Really? ”

"Really!"

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The next day, Wan Chaoyun woke up, remembered yesterday's words, turned over and got out of bed, "Liu Mei, what time is it?" ”

Liu Mei, who was looking for clothes for her, looked back and said, "The end of the hour." ”

The end of the hour?!!

But the sky outside was overcast, and it didn't look like the end of the hour at all!

Wan Chaoyun sat back on the bed, raised his feet and retracted into the quilt, and then lay down, it was really cold!

"Is it that Sister Zhen didn't call me?" She asked frustratedly.

Liu Mei has already selected three sets of skirts and brought them over, "Called, you didn't wake up, girl, which color are you wearing today?" It's drizzling outside today, and it's even colder than yesterday, so why don't you wear this red one, it looks more lively. ”

"Is Yan Hao looking for Sister Zhen today?" Wan Chaoyun did not answer the rhetorical question.

"I'm looking for it, I came here before dawn, I practiced martial arts in our courtyard, and the slave and maid watched, it's okay." Liu Mei said heartlessly.

Wan Chaoyun: "......"

She stretched out her hand and patted her head, how could she sleep so dead? I must have woken up too early yesterday and didn't sleep enough......

didn't get up, Wan Chaoyun, who was in a bad mood, chose a bright blue background dark pattern embroidered double butterfly flower skirt, and wore two fulcrums on his head, which was already cold, and it looked even colder.

The time for morning food has passed, so I can only nibble on two buns casually, and then wait for lunch, wandering around Wuweiju twice, Guo Chengan and the three of them came to me, "Miss Wan, take a look at the sample." ”

The place where the three of them painted was on the second floor, Wan Chaoyun came to the second floor, went in and took a look, she didn't know how to paint, she just thought it was good to paint.

Guo Cheng'an painted two shrimps, which are very similar in color and shape.

"Miss Wan, if you agree, I plan to draw shrimp." Guo Chengan said.

"It's better to draw shrimp on a plate." Wan Chaoyun Road.

Guo Chengan was stunned when he heard this, he didn't like others to criticize his paintings, but this small proposal was acceptable, he nodded, "Okay." ”

"Gu Zheng." Wan Chaoyun shouted.

Gu was downstairs, but he heard it magically, and ran upstairs, "Girl, what do you command?" ”

"Go get a few shrimps, put them on a plate and send them to Guo Gongzi."

"Okay." He bowed and retreated.

"Guo Gongzi, you paint very well, you don't have to pick a painter, come on, I'm optimistic about you." Before leaving, he praised appropriately.

Guo Cheng's unhappiness dissipated instantly, and said with a smile: "Miss Wan, don't worry, I promise to paint according to your requirements." ”

Coming out of the place where Guo Cheng'an painted, next door was Zhu Huaiyi's studio, she walked in, and what caught her eye was a painting of beef cut and put on a plate, and immediately Wan Chaoyun was satisfied, "Zhu Gongzi, this painting is good, just paint it like this, but add some vegetables, it will be better." ”

"Okay, I'll go to the back kitchen and see how the beef is presented." He understands Wan Chaoyun's needs very well, does not show off, and paints very close to life.

Wan Chaoyun remembered the steak...... Swallowing his saliva secretly, "Go to the chef, the one who makes the steak, ask him to make you a portion, and then follow the drawing." ”

"Can you eat it?" He joked.

"Of course you can eat it."

"That's a good dare, you can paint, and you can eat." He laughed heartily.

Zhu Huaiyi talked about Sheng Huan here, and Wan Chaoyun went to Jia Wenliang again.

Jia Wenliang's painting is not as good as the previous two, but he is also very good, he painted a few cabbages, and there is a big food word on the side, and a bowl of rice is added to the side of the word.

"Jia Gongzi, although your painting is very good, I suggest that you paint the hot pot, mainly highlighting the red and glamorous in the hot pot, I don't know if it can be done?"

"Okay." He said yes.

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